Drops of water falling from the roof
Symbolize what you endeavour most
I’m alone descending into grief,
Holding on to what I’ve almost lost
Print-in-print, you’re coming after me
Pointing at an undercovered trap
I’m exhausted, breathing out and in,
Insecure to take another step
Word by word, I ponder if you could
Tell me who I have to misinform
‘Take my hand and read it’ you respond
Into dust my elevation turned
Hand-in-hand, we meet another year;
When it came, I gave away my soul
World of mine, impossible to bear,
In an instant, you forever stole